It is you. It is fucking you. I cannot describe it anymore, it is you. You are the only one that I will ever want. I belong with you. You are my home. I look at you, and somehow I can see 50 years from now on the front porch of some old house in the middle of nowhere and we’re together. I need you. You are the only thing that matters. You are my good.
i just get this really strong feeling that obama can quote mean girls
i solve my problems by blatantly ignoring them and going on the internet
I’ll love you forever.
But that doesn’t mean we belong together."Sometimes Love is Not Enough (#152: February 10, 2014)
wish i could have someone to be adorable with
sometimes being sad for no reason is worse than being sad for a reason cause there is absolutely nothing you can do to make yourself feel better